Chapter 85 What an Unlikable Guy

Annie stared at the hand clutching Sean's collar. Her knuckles were pale, and the veins on the back of her hand stood out sharply. She was completely losing her composure, but she could not let herself fall apart in front of Sean. That would only make him more pleased with himself. She abruptly let go. The force was so great that Sean staggered back, slamming into the chair behind him. Then, Annie took a step back and straightened her slightly rumpled clothing. The redness in her eyes slowly faded. Even looking at him for another second made her sick. Without uttering a single word, she turned to leave. "I'll wait for your answer." Sean adjusted the collar that she had wrinkled. His voice wasn't loud, yet it shot toward her back like a poisoned arrow. "Cecilia's illness can't wait much longer." A victorious smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He wanted to force her and see how much longer she could keep up the tough act. Hearing that, Annie's footsteps halted. The hands ha